Dragoncrest Cliffs gou sale

skippable and pp-able, just want this in val's threadlog <3

egads, how heavy was thibault? relief flooded val as they finally reached the bay's fringes. his neck protested every stride, and he felt a new ache throb just behind his shoulder.

is this what middle age was like?

while mireille and her sisters strode forward confidently, val hung back. he watched each of them like a hawk -- an irony, considering his anxiety about being adjacent to the water was through the roof and he would be absolutely no help in the case of someone drowning.

miette was pinned firmly under mireille's arm, reaching hungrily for the water that had nearly ended her little life weeks prior. neither thibault nor toussaint seemed pleased with their new digs. val smiled inwardly; maybe they would take after him, and have more than just a healthy respect of the sea.

he realized he didn't want that for them either; living close to your deepest fear was one of life's cruelties, and he wanted them each to be happy, every day of their life. his inward smile turned to a frown: what if they took after him?

he could think of no worse fate for them, and gently urged each of the reticent children with a soft and loving nudge. go on, then. but take it slow, okay?